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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Mini
De regreso. Después de un tiempo de desaparecer pensé en que mi primer post sea una fotografía verde. Qué tal?
Back. After a while of disappearing I thought that my first post is a green photograph.
I became at "The Lady of plants".
Me convertí en la "Señora de las plantas".
Qué bonita eres Ciudad de México.
México City.
En algún rincón de la Ciudad de México.
In some corner of Mexico City.
Un sábado en verde
Mother Earth is pregnant for the third time
For y'all have knocked her up
I have tasted the maggots in the mind of the universe
I was not offended
For I knew I had to rise above it all
Or drown in my own shit
Funkadelic
Pequeños placeres
Little pleasures
El sábado de la semana pasada fui a desayunar con mi familia a un bonito café. De repente un señor se asomó por la ventana del café para ofrecer su trabajo artesanal. Cuando mi papá preguntó por el precio de una figura de 5 cm, el señor contestó que el precio era de $100.00 pesos, mi papá sin regatear, pagó. Cuando el señor se fue, mi padre dijo algo que siempre recordaré. "El trabajo de un artesano se admira y se debe pagar sin regatear porque lo que ellos hacen es con sus propias manos y recursos".
On Saturday of last week I went to breakfast with my family to a nice cafe. Suddenly a man looked out the window of the cafe to offer his craft. When my father asked for the price of a figure of 5 cm, the man answered that the price was $ 100.00 pesos, my father did not bargain, he paid. When the man left, my father said something that I will always remember. "The work of an artisan is admired and must be paid without bargain because what they do is with their own hands and resources."
“There’s no more tears left to cry myself blind. If love is the law… Then this is a crime.”
Keep your eyes open
Morena mía.
El mar en Jalisco The sea on Jalisco
Pues bueno, estoy se regreso y hoy quiero compartir una vieja foto de Paco, quien por cierto acaba de cumplir 4 años. Mi pequeña bestia incomprendida dejó de ser un cachorro. HBD♡
Paquito cuando era un pequeño cachorro. Paquito when was a little puppy.
Step by step
Su nombre es Cleto His name is Cleto